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"It took me a lot of effort to lure him out and capture him, given the muddy terrain."
As Uncle Nine spoke, he shook his head repeatedly.
That place speaks of this special existence.
It should be extremely rare.
How is that possible? There's another one here.
It should be noted that very few people die from the mud.
Those who eventually became vengeful ghosts were even fewer.
Uncle Nine couldn't understand it.
Lin Yi's brows suddenly relaxed.
silt.
I just remembered.
At the very beginning of this movie.
It seems that Uncle Nine's disciple accidentally released the ghost from the jar.
At that time, it was a manifestation of silt.
After that, there was no further description of the silt.
Now it seems, is it this mud ghost?
Lin Yi has thought it through.
Uncle Nine was completely baffled.
"Hmph, so you really don't recognize me?"
"Uncle Jiu, I was able to get out of here thanks to your good disciples, wasn't I?"
The voice of the mud demon.
This Uncle Nine 2.0 is someone who suddenly realizes.
So that's how it is, that's how it is.
"Master, this...this was an accident, do you believe it?"
Qiu Sheng felt a chill run down his spine, and when he turned around, he saw Uncle Jiu's eyes.
A chill ran through me.
"I believe it, of course I believe it."
Uncle Jiu looked at Qiu Sheng and said through gritted teeth.
"You really are my good apprentice. I'll give you a good talking to when we get back."
Done.
Even so, she quietly approached Lin Yi.
A ghost on the other side, and that zombie.
They had already joined forces at this point.
They also need to cooperate well.
Ok.
He and Lin Yi have collaborated on these several occasions.
The effect is really good.
Although it seems he was just providing support from behind.
But without his help and assistance, could Lin Yi have successfully killed him?
Thinking of Lin Yi's palm lightning, Uncle Nine swallowed hard.
Well, it might not go so smoothly.
"Uncle Jiu, I'll deal with the zombies, you can handle the ghost."
After all, Western zombies are really troublesome for Uncle Nine to deal with.
As for that ghost, Uncle Nine had caught it once before.
Very experienced.
Uncle Nine nodded.
Lin Yi had already rushed forward.
"Get out of my way." Lin Yi threw a punch directly at him.
A flash of golden light tore the vines apart.
They soon found themselves on the side of the Western zombies.
Golden Light Mantra.
Purple Bamboo Sword.
They dodged the attack from the Purple Bamboo Sword.
However, following closely behind was the Golden Light Mantra, which Lin Yi kicked directly to the ground.
"It's pretty hard."
Lin Yi stepped forward.
It was originally a soft ground.
At this moment, it started to sink directly, as if it had stepped into a mud pit.
"Be careful, this is the ability of this mud demon, which can turn the surrounding ground into mud pits."
Restrict movement.
But for the mud demons, they are free to come and go.
Chapter Sixty-Five: Red and White Clash, New Plot Developments
Looking at Uncle Nine's side, the situation is clearly similar.
However, Qiu Sheng, who was behind them, was helping out.
They have successfully escaped.
Lin Yi's side, however, is in much greater danger.
After all, I used too much force just now.
By this time, he had already drunk too much.
Even the zombies have recovered.
He reached out and grabbed directly at Lin Yi.
He was like a sitting duck.
Lin Yi reached out his hand.
Trends change monthly.
clap clap-
The mud demon that had just popped up over there was immediately knocked to the ground.
On the riverbank, the Purple Bamboo Sword met the zombie's claws and slashed down.
The zombies knew the power of Lin Yi's Purple Bamboo Sword.
Want to hide.
But Lin Yi's sword flashed, changing the slash to a thrust.
click-
It instantly pierced through one of the Western zombie's arms.
Ow—
A scream.
The Western zombie is struggling.
However, Lin Yi's power was not small under the blessing of the Golden Light Mantra.
click-
The arm just fell off.
The Western zombie, this is only the part of its body that has regained its movement.
Lin Yi flicked the half-arm off his sword.
Although they were stuck in the mud, the mud demons were no longer bothering them.
They escaped successfully.
With a few long strides, he caught up with the zombie.
One punch.
The fleeing zombie suddenly felt its head sink.
He fell face-first into the poop and landed on the ground.
The purple bamboo sword was aimed at his head.
Go straight down!
Like popping a balloon.
The Purple Bamboo Sword pierced straight through the Western zombie's head.
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